THE FEAR OF HAPPINESS

I wonder sometimes how come that the most beautiful things I ever felt can scare the
hell out of me, how can something beautiful become so ugly ? Good things turn to be
something bad.. I just don´t get it sometimes! I wish I knew more about every little thing ..
I want that all the things to be reverse, that hate becomes love and bad becomes good!
Nighty ...

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